The black light approached.

Closer, closer......

When it was close to 100 meters, the black light suddenly lit up, and its speed increased sharply, turning into a crimson arrow, whistling and crashing into Chekaf.

In the blink of an eye, it was a few dozen meters away from Chekav.

At this time, the surface of the crimson arrow was bright, and strong energy fluctuations appeared, as if they were about to explode at any time.

Chekaf, who was accumulating energy to prepare for the attack, obviously felt it, and turned his head slightly to see the red arrow, and his face couldn't help but change. The next moment, almost without thinking, with a sharp swing of the Radiant Sword, the energy ball that had been attacking the old man of the Lich was thrown towards the crimson arrow.

The crimson arrow made contact with the energy ball and exploded, expanding into the air with a huge fireball several meters in diameter. After that, the power is unleashed and spread in all directions.

Chekaf in the air was the closest, there was no place to dodge at all, and he could only resist in the face of the power released, only to see the three pairs of wings behind him suddenly retract, tightly wrapping his body.

Energy, flames, and shockwaves whistled past Chekaf, only to see the feathers of his wings that wrapped around him, instantly scorching a small half.

After a while, Chekav spread his wings, and when he saw the damage to his wings, his face was very unsightly, and he couldn't help but say, "What is it?"

Turning his head to look at the old lich man on the ground, Chekaaf asked aloud, "What was it just now?"

"Guess. The Lich Old Man responded.

"You!" Chekaf couldn't help but get angry, and wanted to wave his hand to kill the old lich, but before he could act, he felt a deadly danger coming.

As soon as his eyes shrank, he looked into the night sky in the east, and saw an imperceptible black light approaching. As it got closer, the black light brightened, its speed skyrocketed, and then it released a strong energy fluctuation that would explode at any moment.

This is exactly the same as the previous attack.

What the hell is it?

Chekaf was puzzled in his heart, but he knew what was most important, and hurriedly held up a shield to resist.

The next moment, the arrow exploded, and the shield barely did anything, it was shattered, and the powerful power was vented.

Chekaf reluctantly let his wings wrap around his body.

"Boom ......"

The sound of the explosion dissipated, and Chekav spread his wings, finding that almost all of his feathers were scorched to varying degrees. One of the wings became a little distorted.

"Hell!" Chekaf's face stiffened a little, and he couldn't help but say, "What the hell is it?"

Before he could think about it, the third attack arrived, and the crimson arrow reacted in front of him with a strong energy.

Chekaf had no choice but to wrap his wings around again.

This time he succeeded in breaking one of his wings completely.

Chekav was a little crazy, looked at the broken wings, and roared in distress and anger: "Can anyone tell me what it is?"

No one answered, only a fourth, crimson arrow.

Chekaf watched the arrow approach, gritted his teeth, and dodged into the distance. But unexpectedly, the arrows chased him closely and kept closing the distance.

A little, a little, a little......

After a while, the arrow arrived only a dozen meters away from him, and the familiar strong energy fluctuations reappeared.

Chekav was already cursing in his heart, but there was one thing he could do, and that was to wrap his body with wings.

"Boom!"

After another explosion, both of his wings were broken, and the original six-winged sub-angel was forcibly turned into a four-winged sub-angel. And the broken wings are all on the same side, which is very asymmetrical, and the more you look at it, the uglier it becomes.

Damn, damn it, damn it!

Chekaf was furious and desperate to vent his emotions.

But the next attack didn't give him any chance.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The explosion sounded continuously in mid-air.

By the time the roar finally stopped, there were only two rickety wings left behind Chekaf, and the rest of the wings were destroyed in the attack, not to mention how embarrassed it was.

And Chekaf also managed to realize one thing, that is, strange arrows flying from the sky, which he simply could not dodge. No matter how far, how high, or how fast he flies, the arrows will catch up with him, and they will never die.

He couldn't figure out how the strange arrows had locked onto him.

"What kind of attack is this, why only aim at him for one attack, which shouldn't be at all?"

Taking advantage of the gap between the strange arrows interrupting the attack, Chekaf gasped as he thought.

After thinking for a while, he coughed because of his injury, and a large amount of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, there was a "click", and the ice condensed on the surface of the chest broke.

Chekaf knew that this was caused by the attack of the aftermath in the attack of the strange arrows. In order to prevent the contaminated flesh and blood he had frozen from doing something strange again, he hurriedly had to recast the spell and freeze it with cold air.

But just as he was about to start, his eyes flashed and he found something strange.

"Hmm, what is this?" Chkaaf exclaimed, two fingers outstretched, and a glass ball was pulled out of the contaminated flesh on his chest.

The glass ball is only the size of a finger, and the surface is carved with dense magic patterns, as if it has a special function. If you take it seriously, it seems that there are faint energy fluctuations inside.

Could this be ......

Chekav's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, holding the glass ball, and turned his head to look at the night sky in the east.

"Whew!"

At this time, the attack that had been interrupted before reappeared, and an arrow came rapidly approaching.

Chekaf raised an eyebrow, slammed his hand out, and threw the glass ball in his hand away.

Then he saw the strange arrow that was close to him a hundred meters away turn sharply, whistling to catch up with the glass ball he threw and burst, creating a huge fireball in the distance.

"I see!" Chekaf came to his senses, re-freezing the contaminated flesh on his chest and laughing, "Hahaha, no wonder, these weird arrows have been locking on to me, there is this thing." And now that I threw it away and destroyed it in the explosion, it naturally can't work. I'm going to see what happens next. ”

After speaking, Chekav looked at the eastern sky with interest.

"Woohoo!"

One arrow after another flew in, and when they got closer, they couldn't find their target and began to fly like headless flies. Some plunged headlong and crashed into the ground and exploded. Some flew into the vast night, not knowing where they disappeared.

"Hahaha!"

Chekaf couldn't help but laugh, watching the strange arrows approach one by one and disappear one by one, and felt extremely happy in his heart.

After a while, he found that the arrows no longer appeared, and he was even more proud. Descending in height, he turned his head to look at the old man of the lich on the ground, and said loudly: "Hey, old man, if my guess is right, the strange arrow just now is the support you are looking for, right?

It's just a pity that I finally saw through it. See, the strange arrows are no longer there, which means that the supporters understand that this kind of attack will no longer work. This shows that all your efforts have failed. In that case, you will die obediently!"

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